NAMELESS HEROES

Buried in the heart of sahel savanna
Outside the radial of militia's antenna

Seen only by the moon that reflected as lamp
Lighting up the ghost mode of our covert camp

We remained unfound until we were found
Firstly, by a familiar rushing sound

As Heaven whistled, waking the sleeping earth
Hitherto under the spell of the water's dearth

Then it started raining sand and dust
Making our use of night vision gurgle a must

Sighting at a yonder, a straying metallic stallion
In distress, he galloped towards our battalion

He bore on its cammo body, mark of a vanquish
Bleeding from bullet wound he neighed in anguish

The military hilux soon halted amidst the sandstorm
Then alighted its driver in blood stained uniform

The solider rushed to a wounded gladiator in the cart
Drowned in his own blood after losing about a quart

Medic! Medic! His voice raised an alarm
As he carried his brother in arms on his arm.


Special Dedication to Nigerian Armed Forces.
Happy Remembrance Day.
Picture Credits: Google Images
Amberacious poems (c) 2017.

I rep January 15,am also a hero.

Ajewealth123:
I rep January 15,am also a hero.

Definitely! ...
"True heroes are not those who work while others sleep at night,
Anybody can be a hero, all it takes is for you to play your part right"
Culled from Heroes at Night (Amberacious poems 2015)

Happy Birthday bro.